Little Artist
Pick up your pencil
The time for magic is here
The first line you draw on your paper
Brings the creativity near
Let your imagination run wild
There is nothing that is wrong or right
Because here in the land of creation
Every dream you can imagine takes flight
Little Artist
Paint the skies
Make the world with your own eyes
Colors swirling
Shapes take form
A masterpiece is being born
Every scribble
Every line
Is a treasure
Pure and fine
Little Artist
Let it flow
There's no limit to how far you'll go